A lo largo de los años, la industria musical ha sido testigo de la aparición y desaparición de muchas bandas, pero pocas han dejado una marca tan indeleble como Pierce the Veil. Esta banda originaria de San Diego, California, ha creado un legado que se extiende desde el post-hardcore hasta el corazón de sus seguidores. La combinación de letras emotivas y poderosas actuaciones en vivo ha consolidado su lugar en la historia de la música contemporánea.
La historia de Pierce the Veil comienza en 2006, cuando los hermanos Vic y Mike Fuentes decidieron formar su propia banda tras la disolución de su proyecto anterior, Before Today. Con la incorporación de los talentosos músicos Tony Perry en la guitarra y Jaime Preciado en el bajo, Pierce the Veil encontró rápidamente su sonido distintivo.
La banda debutó en 2007 con el álbum A Flair for the Dramatic, que fusionaba elementos del punk rock, metalcore y rock alternativo. El disco fue bien recibido por la crítica y los fans, quienes elogiaron la habilidad de Vic para escribir letras profundas y emocionantes.
She paints in grey
And she closes her eyes
Till the fireworks
And palm trees almost look alike
She looks up to me and whispers
"I won't be here in a year"
So I take the long road
To think and wonder why
I can't sleep with all this sunlight
If there's still evidence of us
Why can't that be enough?
I don't mean to drag you down
You taste just like you always do
Isabelle hides
So I can't find my way
I'd give anything
Just to surround your dreams
The envy of the dead
The sound of scissors and sleep
I can't believe you dreamed
And pulled all of your clothes off
You're not supposed to drink
With what's inside your purse
And not expect me not to call you out
I'm guiding your chin to my lips
Using only my fingertips
All we have are parking lots
And nowhere to go
If you love me, then show me more
Isabelle watches me from far away
I'd give anything
Just to surround your dreams
I know you like
When the temperature rises
To a boiling heat
The chlorine and wine found
He sees through her nightgown
And everything fades away
The stars awake
But we can't see them out
So why pretend?
Is there a train that travels back
To yours at 5am?
Or are we walking?
Car alarms and leaves that blow
They're calling out our names
But it's gone too far
Your butane mouth will spit me into flames
Sorry 'bout it, I can't help it
I'm an anarchist in love
And I forgot to call you
I can't break you down while I
Think about honey
And the sweet New York sounds
Isabelle hides
So I can't find my way
I'd give anything
To carry on the same way
The temperature rises to this boiling heat
The chlorine and wine found
He sees through her nightgown
As saturday burns away
Back in the days when I was young
I'm not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish
I was a kid again